Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
The other members of the group were so stunned by the battle taking place right in front of them that they began to wonder how this kid in front of them is a recruit with such combat capabilities.
What the heck? He shouldn't even be in the magic class with the kind of physical prowess he is displaying is even beyond the capabilities of the guardian knight of their little team.
"Are all members of the palace of the dead so strong?" Gust muttered but the others heard her clearly and shook their heads in response.
"This guy is leagues ahead of us, who would have thought the person we were looking down on can single-handedly battle such a terrifying beast" Blaze said with a disbelieving look on his face.